Crow Woman 


             Crow Woman spoke to shadows
	Of corn and bird and man
	Dipped stories from shadows of water
	Sang songs with shadows of trees

	The Old People knew her wisdom
	Spoke of her vision, her gifts
	Told how she always woke early
	To search in patterning shade

	They said she would spin in the desert
	Dressed in shadows of cloud
	Catch and scoop up sweet spirits
	Who came to dance at her feet

	Shapes and shifts of her shadow
	Dance and dare and grace
	Are sung now in prayer in the touch world
	To children who hide from the sun

	Beware of love of your darkness
	Find warmth in cool and fair
	Crow Woman's shadow ate her
	Left nothing but whisper and wind
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                                                    Heywood Williams

				Feb 16, 1990

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